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First Swing

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Swing Partyby Brendan (gene56m)Leslie and I had our first swing and swap,with Judith and Daniel one hot July weekend in 1973. Judith and Daniel were a mid-30's couple (about 10 years older than we were), both with dark curly hair and regular-folks good looks. She had a mature curvy figure and a wonderful smile. He was taller, thinner but very fit, with long hair and dark beard. We met them at one of our group's usual wild Saturday parties, talked casually for a while, the usual social "getting to know you" ritual. There seemed to a mutual spark of interest between the four of us. We later learned from mutual friends that they were swingers, an anomaly from the past in this decade of "Free Love". An anomaly, but an intriguing one! About a week later we got a call from Judith inviting us over for brunch and visit. But from the tone of her invitation, we guessed that a light meal was not the only thing on the day's menu. Judith and I ended up on the living room couch after Daniel and Leslie "went for a walk":Leslie took him to our apartment a few blocks away. Brendan and JudithJUDITH WAS A REAL tease in the shower. Her "helping" me wash my back involved using her soapy tits as the washcloth. I had no trouble at all getting another hard-on with her slippery hands fooling with my cock, fondling my ass, her wet kisses tickling my ears and neck. Our slippery hands flowed over each other in sensual exploration; our wet bodies rubbed and bumped; we laughed and moaned as we fondled, tickled, caressed, washed, held each other. WE RAN, LAUGHING and tickling, damp skin glowing, into the bedroom. I grabbed her, kissed her yet again and again, holding her wide soft hips, grinding our loins together, humping my prick between her chubby thighs. Her nipples...those ever-hard dark red nipples...traced twin circles on my chest. I suddenly turned her around, pushed her legs apart, thrust my cock back between them, running it along her wet slit. "Oh, yes! Fuck me now! Fuck me real hard and long! Push it into me!" she begged, leaning forward on the side of the bed. "I'm so fucking wet I want you...oh, god! yes!...uhhh!...ooohh!" Her voice trailed away into primal groans as I started pistoning into her slippery cunt, hard, steady strokes, just as she liked. Half a dozen firm, deep pumps, then I held still in her depths, then slowly rotated my hips to push my cock around and around so deep, so completely deep in her. Judith alternately gasped for breath and cried out in inarticulate pleasure. I pulled almost all the way out, my dick just barely in her, then moved with tiny thrusts. Her cunt muscles squeezed around my head, trying to hold me in her, to pull me in deeper, but despite her begging moans and the tremendous pleasure radiating from my cock I maintained the short strokes. Then the hard swift strokes, then the short delicate moves, then again and again. She came. I grimaced with the effort of holding my orgasm back. Judith fell forward on the bed, shakily legged up, moaned with pleasure and weariness, curled up on her side on the rumpled covers. I could see her darkly flushed pussy lips glistening with the flowing wetness of our passion. I happily and quickly followed her. We kissed and embraced each other's damp bodies. "Oh, Brendan," she grinned between pecks all over my face, "that was so good. So very very good!" She moved close, sliding her big thigh over mine, pushing her pussy against my hip, brushing near my still pulsing cock. "And you are, too. So wild and free and sexy!" I cupped her tit, softly thumbing her still stiff nipples. She traced the muscles on my arms and chest sending chills thru me while her thigh pressed warm flashes from my dick. "I haven't been with...ummm...well...someone, someone--" "Someone 'older'?!?" she teased. She sucked on my lower lip. "Come on! It's all right! I love young men, young hot guys." She snuggled even closer, her soft damp skin warm against mine. "I like my age...Daniel likes my 'mature' body..." She tongue kissed me for several wonderful moments. I could feel her moistness spreading on my thigh. "Yes, Judith," I gasped when our kiss parted, "That's what turns me on! Your sexy round body, so firm, so hot, so sexy ripe..." I cupped her nearest butt cheek and pulled her firmly to me. I felt her cheek and thigh, caressed them, tickled them, pinched them, bounced them. "Good! And your lean young man's body turns me on, too! I'm still wet, can you feel me getting wet again?" Judith pinned my shoulders down as she climbed up on me, bringing her darkly matted pussy over my hardening cock. Her large breasts rubbed my chest, their nipples tickling me, exciting me. "And I can tell...I can feel you getting hard again. That's why you're so good!...my pussy wants to have your hard young prick in her again... ummmm!...you're so hard, so quick!...I love your hard prick!...ooohh!..."She humped my cock with her pussy, her lips spreading along my shaft, her clit rubbing on the stiffening penis ridges. "Yes! I want to be inside you again! Now!...oh, god, ohgod, ohgodohgod..." Judith's full moist lips silenced my moans but her slit continued its slow stroking of the underside of my dick. When she drifted away from the kiss she murmured, "Oh, but this is so, soooo good. I want to fuck *you* now!" She rose a little taking some of the delightful pressure off; she held herself over me with straight arms on either side of my head. "I want to fuck you long and slow...long and slow like only an older girl can." Her broad hips started a slow circular dance over my cock, making it rub and bounce against her thighs, her pussy, her lower belly, her black-haired bush. "I know some...tricks...to help you last and last!" That was the clincher for me! Who needs to cum so quickly again! I make my stroke-offs last an hour, right?! Her wild dark hair cascaded down over us, her firm heavy tits gently bounced with the rhythm of her hips, her cunt increased, decreased its pressure, its direction. Sometimes she barely touched my ridged shaft, other times she smothered it with her flowing wet weight. "Loving is like a dance, faster then slower, close then apart."She sat straight up and pressed my cock to her belly with her hand."Dancing is fun because it can go on and on...like my hand touching you. The last steps of the dance are not the most important; they're just the last ones. All of the ones in between are just as good...just as hot!;...like these..." Her voice trailed off in whispers and low moans. Her hips resumed their motion, using my cock to rub her hard clit, rippling her fingers along my hard length, massaging its head through the foreskin, carefully stroking the ridge between shaft and head. "Yes! I like to dance!...oh, god, just like that...so good! so good!" Her hand was sending hot pulses through my cock, making my balls tingle, my toes curl. She had me nearing the firy edge of eruption when she stopped all movement. I tried to stay still, too, feeling that I could push myself over that edge easily. Judith eased off me, lay down beside me. Her hand trailed over my belly and chest. She sighed and kind of laughed, "You're such a wonderfully vigorous man! You get hard so fast I'm going to have to go real slow to help you to last." She kissed and nuzzled my cheek, my neck, her lips soft and moist. "Maybe you could eat me while I tell you a dirty story." She encouraged me by spreading her sturdy legs and pushing down on my shoulder. She cupped her pussy, giving it a soft squeeze. Her middle fingers teased open her swollen, dark pink lips peeking out from her black bush. She smiled and laughed, "You should see the expression on your face! You're so sweet and cute! Like you never heard a girl say she wants you to suck her cunt?" "Not, really,...uhhh...some girls tried but they sounded like they were reciting bad porn movie dialog." I nibbled on the soft skin of her inner thigh, high up at the crease with her belly and butt. Her curly black hairs tickled my nose. She moaned a little and eased her crotch toward my mouth. "Oh, yes, kisses are nice there...ummm. A few weeks ago we had a visit from another young couple...oh! that tickles! Stop!...oh, oh, ummm... ummmm...oh,yes!" Her broad hips rocked with a sensuous rhythm; my mouth caressed her whole pussy as it moved; my suckling on her purple clit almost made her lose her train of dirty thoughts. "She was a very petite woman, small but still...uuummmmm...curvy. A redhead, but kind of mousy-looking darker red. OH, Yes!...oh!... oh, stop, that's...ooohh...toooo much...too much...!" She pushed herself farther up on the bed and away from my thirsty mouth. I rose up on hands and knees, following her, almost never letting my lips leave her skin. I fastened my lips over each hard nipple alternately kissing or suckling on it. "She made love with Daniel while I had...oh, yesss! suck them like that! OH, yes!...I had my way with her boyfriend in the living room. She...uuummmmm!...told him she wanted to try it with a girl...oh, sooo good! suck my tits so good!" My cock flopped and rubbed on her thighs, her round belly, her furry, dark cunt. She told me how shy the girl was, blushing when she exposed her small breasts to Judith's gaze, then her kisses. I moved down between her legs and began tickling her lips with mine, my cock pulsing between my thigh and the cool cotton sheets. "What did she taste like?" I whispered between long licks up her whole slit. "Fresh young skin flesh scent...and a little herbal shampoo..." I circled her purple clit. "Did she (lick) quiver or (lick) bounce?(lick)" "Ooooohhhhh! oooooooohhhh! yes! yes!...oh, my...both. Her legs quivered a lot before the moment...oh, please, stop, I can't think...uuuummmmm!... when you do that!...oh! oh! Stop! ...!" The moisture on her big firm thighs and matting her dark fur tasted good. "Then she pumped her hips really hard against me when she came. She was just panting a lot, faster, not really saying anything. She just gasped out loud, real loud, when she finally came." I kisslicked my way up her leg, over her swollen-lipped pussy, her nice round belly, up to the hard peaks of each big tit. My heavy cock rubbed along soft skin and against firm muscle, seeking her warm cunt. "I'd like to have seen that!" I pushed my dick around her pussy, feeling for an opening between her damp lips. "Oh, goddess, you make me so hot! I want to be inside you again! Wanna fuck inside your pussy!" Her hand circled my cock, felt its weight, aimed it. I felt the roughness of some curly cunt hairs brushing it; I felt the slippery, meaty resistance of her puffy lips slipping over it; I felt the warm, wet tunnel of muscle surround it. Then I felt her cunt grip my cock: a slow tight squeeze at the shaft base that slowly rippled up along it, ending in a firm, pulsing grip on its head. My eyeballs...and my other balls!...bulged. I couldn't breath for several heartbeats. My whole body trembled. Judith's magic pussy relaxed, letting the rippling flow of muscles move back to the root of my dick and grip there--real hard! She hugged me close feeling my shoulders and arms and sides, kissing my cheeks and lips, whispering, "Don't move...be very still for a moment...breathe deep." At the time I couldn't think, couldn't speak, barely move. Confrontation with the Holy Grail of Lovers...a woman with an "educated pussy"...one who could control her inner muscles to stimulate fingers...one who could relax or squeeze at will--or not! if she wills it!...was over-powering. She was the first of three women gifted in this art I was lucky enough to meet but right then I just shook and tried to breathe like she said, internally thanking the Goddess this woman was sharing her sex and her love with me. "I won't move...my hips," I said getting up on my elbows so we both could breathe easier. I wanted to say the hundred erotic, surprised, joyful thoughts spiraling in my brain. I wanted to cover every inch of her skin with kisses. I wanted make love-have sex with-fuck her-be fucked by her. But all I could do was lay there, over her warm, damp body, buried to the hilt in her clenching cunt and moan with every contraction of her magic tunnel. They came in waves, faster then slower, harder then softer. She came in waves, gushes of hot slippery juice soaking our thighs and the rumpled sheets beneath us. I throbbed in her, all thoughts swept from my mind, lost in a haze of erotic energy. I tried to breathe like she told me but even my yoga training was powerless. I just gasped for air and moaned like a wild animal as she pumped the last of my cum out of me. I guess we both fell into a deep sleep afterwards; we were still in a tangle of sweaty sheets and laced limbs when our respective spouses returned... Leslie and DanielI KNEW WHAT to expect and I didn't know exactly what to expect when we arrived at my apartment. Daniel's conversation on the way over was friendly, his hand brushing my arm as we walked was nice, his touch and small hug as we went through the door were inviting. We started making out in the middle of the living room, suddenly, spontaneously, sloppily. He admired the counter-culture, New Age decor; he admired my taste and style, then my spirit and charm, then my face and figure. And then we were kissing, holding, feeling, pressing against each other. Arms around warm bodies, breasts against chest, hips pushing together, his leg pressing between mine. This was what I expected: making out, making love, being hot and horny, being gentle and intimate with each other. Just the suddenness of it, the wantonness of it surprised me. I was sucking his tongue; he was fondling my butt; I was humping his thigh; he was rubbing his considerable erection against my leg. I want to fuck this man...I want him to fuck me...this man I barely know...'barely?!'...I want to see him bare!...I'm such a horny slut!... I leaned back against the wall, one hand hugging him around his neck, our wet kisses uninterrupted, one hand pulling up my long India-print skirt. I moaned when his hand caressed my thigh, slid around my wide hip, felt along the leg band of my white cotton briefs, hefted my rear cheek. His thigh, his hardness pressed against my crotch urgently. "You're so firm, so round, so sexy," he whispered as he also fumbled at the buttons on my blouse, seeking to touch my breasts too. *Yes, touch them, feel me up, suck them!* I thought. "I love the feel of a nice firmly rounded girl. Such a sexy rear...and, oh, my god, look at these wonderful full breasts. I want to kiss them," he said when my blouse fell open as he did so, he other hand creeping into my panties over my butt. I rumpled his curly hair, holding his head to my breasts as his lips suckled on my nipples. "So, you don't think my ass is too big?" I teased, laughing and moaning as tingling warmth spread from my bosom through my body. I felt my pussy getting wet, a damp spot starting to spread in my panties. "Oh, no, sweet Leslie!" he told me, coming up to kiss me, his dark brown eyes sparkling. "You are wonderful, just right round, just right soft, just right firm, so sweet and sexy!" I kissed his lips, cheeks, neck as I started pulling his shirt off. He pulled on the skirt's drawstring. He knelt in front of me and slid it down. He nuzzled my tummy while his warm hands fondled my butt, my hips, and gently tugged my panties down. His kissed trailed over my round belly, my thighs, my thick dark bush. I spread my legs and held his head against my pussy. "Yes, Daniel! Kiss me there! But, let's lie down and get naked first. No more clothes." IN THE WARM afternoon light, filtered by the heavy lace curtains, we made love. Soft and slow, his hard cock ridges rubbed over my hot clitty, sending waves of vibrations through my pussy, electric passion flowing through my whole body. Firm and quick, he pumped into me, shuddering jolts of energy bursting through me. Breathless in the motionless silence, our bodies locked together, hearts pounding, flesh melting into one white haze, my cunt gripping his cock. Moaning in furious sweaty passion, we thrashed and writhed, clutched and caressed, kissed and hugged. He was on top, his hairy chest tickling my hard nipples; I was on top, my furry pussy sliding slowly up and down his shaft; he was behind me, his cock pushing and swirling in my flowing cunt. DANIEL CARESSED DOWN my damp body with his kissing...on my heavy tits...my round firm belly...my open thighs...my flowing cunt...my damp fur...He licked me, carefully and deliberately, in each special place and all around them. His lips barely brushed my lips, his tongue darting out to taste me, to flicker between them, seeking my bud. Then his tongue parted my lips and moved slowly over my clit, around it, then briefly into my tunnel. I got wet, I could feel my vagina contracting a little, tingling, warming... I PUSHED HIM back into the pillows and took his stiff dick into my mouth. Sucking gently, my tongue circled its head, teasing his foreskin back to flick my tongue on his so very sensitive spot underneath the glans. It throbbed, hot and slick, drops of warm fluid leaking. He groaned and panted, gently holding my head in place. "Yes!...oh, yes...there!... don't stop...!" I felt unsure of what I was doing but I guessed I was doing something right. I licked the smooth, hard head around and around...like an ice cream cone! like my girl friend told me in high school! I bobbed my lips up and down over his dickhead and shaft...I wish I knew how to do this better...it still feels funny...still too dirty...nasty...but I'm still a good girl! But Daniel kept moaning, whispering that my mouth felt so good, groaning when I held his shaft and began a slow feeling fondling squeezing. I snuggled between his hairy legs and continued to stroke his cock with my lip ring and tongue, helping out a little with one hand. I humped the bed keeping the warmth radiating from my pussy. I guess my concentration drifted...I guess we were both tired, still turned on but out of breath. His dick swelled and shriveled as I sucked and stroked him. He was still moaning softly but he asked for me to pause, he, too, was tired from all our wonderful lovemaking. We snuggled up and took a short rest in one another's arms. WE SMOKED ANOTHER of his magic joints then took a quick shower ... a shower filled with washing and fingering, soaping and fondling. Daniel's passion was vigorously revived in the shower. We dried ourselves quickly. When I bent over to dry my legs I deliberately turned so my rear he liked so well was towards him. He suddenly grabbed my towel away and pulled me into the bedroom. He pushed me forward over the corner of the bed while pulling a soft satin pillow between my legs. I leaned on my hands and looked back at him, the hot passion on his face, the long hard prick bouncing at his loins. I knew my rear, my pussy, my thighs were exposed to his lust, were the cause of his hardness. I felt very aroused, very slutty, and even a bit afraid. His big hands took my hips and his big prick thrust into me hard and sure. "I'm going to fuck you the way I want to! Hard! from behind! I wanna fuck into your wet cunt until I cum...oh, god! yes!..." His cock went into me with one quick stroke, stretching my lips, pushing in deep, rubbing over my inner spot, bumping my cervix. His rotated his hips, forcing his cock to spiral deep in my cunt, making the juices flow, sending ripples from my whole pussy through my body. I must have cried out. His grip tightened on my wide hips and he began fucking me. Just fucking me. His belly slapped against my butt cheeks as his cock fucked me, quick and hard. His strong hands pulled my hips into a counter-rhythm. I just clutched the big pillow...drifted into the forceful beat...letting the heat of my dripping cunt flow through me ... moaning ... not thinking, just feeling the pulsing erotic energy ... just being a cunt spasming on a cock. I sweated, I moaned, I gasped, I trembled, I shivered, I flowed, I came. Suddenly, he altered his thrusts until he was dragging his dick in and out with excruciating slowness. In deep, Daniel rotated his dick from side to side in maddening circles, touching my inner spot. I came. In shallow, he pumped with short, deliberate motions, his head just barely held by my squeezing pussy. I came. I panted in time with his rhythms, both the short, sharp one and the long, slow one. I came. I groaned loudly when he surprised me with some sudden change of pace or movement. I came. I'm sure I was almost shouting...yes, even begging--me: liberal, feminist, modern young woman--begging him to make me cum, to cum with me. WE LAY IN the gathering twilight, exhausted, energized, weary, tingling.